I'll keep this short and sweet because I'm feeling lost as hell right now.

In the past 14 days, I've gotten teary-eyed 5 times thinking about my life. Damn near cried at the library today.

I recently turned 21. I have few friends, none at my university. I'm a third year bioinformatics student, about to graduate. There's few people I greet omw to classes, even people I talk to in class. But I hang out with none of them outside school hours and I probably won't talk to them once I leave.

Even though I've been working out consistently for a few months now (and on and off for years before that), I'm coming to terms with the fact that I might be ugly. Looking at my historic of girls, it is not pretty. First was a rough milf, then an ugly girl that I kept as a plate, although I did all my possible to avoid being seen with her and public. Then 2-3 more girls, all didn't want to blow me. That seems to be the best I can do.

I don't even make eye contact with people anymore, unless I'm talking to them. Use to try and have my gaze meet pretty girls', not even anymore. I don't want hope, I don't want any of that chit. I try talking to girls in class but the convo goes stale after a few minutes and they avoid me after.

I don't go out that often, don't got many friends really or none of them can introduce me to girls.

There are so many conflicting lines of thought in my head. I've been deliberately walking my head high, not looking at anyone's eyes in the crowd. I feel like I just don't care anymore. Like I've given up on ever enjoying the college experience.

Yet, when I overhear chicks talking bout some guy or their situationship or whatnot, I feel angry but also hollow because I have the nagging impression that I will simply never experience that life.

I don't know where I am at, I do not know where to go from here but I do have the impression I'm not high on the social ladder. And I don't know if I feel like climbing, if my ceiling are HB5s that won't even blow me. Yeah I lied the post was long.